I wanted to tell you a storyTo spill it out all before youSo you could put it back togetherin a way it would all make senseIn the way I know only you can doI know you, you know me,How can it be, do you see?I know you do, it's so trueYou speak to my soul, you do.

the season has begunand tonight was oh so funit was the first dinner of manywe had turkey a plentyyet there was only one lonewishbone.i knew right then and thereand maybe it wasn't fair,that i had to be the one to breaki had to be the one to makea wish and hope for it tocome true.so i grabbed one endand it started to bend,i couldn't believe my eyeswhen in my hand was the bigger sizewhich means my wish about youwill possibly come true.

I wish for happiness.I wish for peace.I wish for love.I wish for good health.I wish for success.I wish for a raise.I wish for career.I wish for school.I wish for trust.I wish for marriage.I wish for children (someday).I wish for........

What is prayer? Hope? To a wishbone, Make it snappy, My dreamfields are nappy, And lately I've been lacking a comb, I guess that's okay, For those who suffered every night and day, Whatever makes your flowers bloom, Whatever should sooth those scars and wounds, I guess I'll never walk those shoes, But do what you absolutely feel you need to do, Take the pain and wash them away, Rub the memories into the sea then run away, All the torture you store in the genius chambers of your mind, Will depart as long as you acknowledge that in time, You are not alone, Physically and spiritually, Me and you will never die because our matter matters 'til infinity, Till the universe expires we are here and always be, Rubbing out our pain to the depths of the sea,

Don't have a wishboneWhere your backbone ought to be,They told me, so often.

See, wishbones are meant For Thanksgiving dinners where Two children break it

In half to see who Gets the first turkey leg,or something like that.

See, wishbones aren't strong.They aren't reliable, strongEnough to support you

When what you ought toDo doesn't comply with what youSo dearly wish for.

If you lack backbones,And have a wishbone for a Spine instead, you should

Get to breaking that wishbone right out of your mindAnd body because

At the end of the day,A backbone is all you haveWhen wishes aren't your

Reality. No,A backbone will keep you upWhereas a wishbone

Will break easily,As easily as your heart Will when your wishes

Do not come true. A Backbone is something you oughtTo have instead dear.

An ex boyfriend, after weeks of not speaking, asked to say good bye to me before he left for college. Recently he's said many inconsiderate and rude things about me, so his request took me off guard. My "wishbone" wanted to give in and see him one last time, but I knew that I was condoning him being such an ass to me (he was warranted to an extent- he took to talking about more than was expected or acceptable for someone an ex boyfriend of two months) if I let him say good bye. So I had a backbone instead and told him no. It seems trivial but he's been a weak spot for me in the past, and it was nice to not be so nice to someone who didn't deserve my kindness or a pass anyway. That's what inspired this haiku.